| Song | I Feel Better Than James Brown |
| Artist | Was (Not Was) |
| Album | Hello Dad...I'm In Jail |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Was, Was | |
| When we were in love I pretended you didn't exist | |
| That way I loved you more | |
| You suggested we get married and move into a house | |
| I suggested that we jump overboard | |
| And live underwater in the lost city of Atlantis | |
| Where mermaids sing | |
| And tuxedoed dolphins bring you breakfast | |
| One year later I was transfered to the moon | |
| Worse pay, better hours | |
| I was transfered to the moon | |
| Worse pay, better fellow workers | |
| I built our love out of blood | |
| I went to the dentist and told him "take out my heart" | |
| I feel better than James Brown | |
| I feel better now | |
| I feel better than James Brown | |
| I was attending Mardi Gras with Fidel Castro | |
| Buxom cross dressers threw fake gold coins at our feet | |
| As we discussed the fate of the revolution | |
| Suddenly, CIA men dressed in bikinis | |
| Tried to stab us with fountain pens | |
| Fidel blew mustard gas from his cigar | |
| And immobalized the lot of them | |
| 19 tequilas later we had a deal | |
| Havana goes back to the mob | |
| And Fidel and I open a chain of Kentucky Fried Chicken shops | |
| Ain't life sweet? I feel good | |
| I feel better than James Brown | |
| I feel better now | |
| I feel better than James Brown | |
| I feel better now, how do you feel? | |
| I feel better than James Brown | |
| I feel better now | |
| I feel better than James Brown | |
| I feel better now | |
| I feel better than James Brown | |
| I feel better now, how do you feel? |
| zuo ci : Was, Was | |
| When we were in love I pretended you didn' t exist | |
| That way I loved you more | |
| You suggested we get married and move into a house | |
| I suggested that we jump overboard | |
| And live underwater in the lost city of Atlantis | |
| Where mermaids sing | |
| And tuxedoed dolphins bring you breakfast | |
| One year later I was transfered to the moon | |
| Worse pay, better hours | |
| I was transfered to the moon | |
| Worse pay, better fellow workers | |
| I built our love out of blood | |
| I went to the dentist and told him " take out my heart" | |
| I feel better than James Brown | |
| I feel better now | |
| I feel better than James Brown | |
| I was attending Mardi Gras with Fidel Castro | |
| Buxom cross dressers threw fake gold coins at our feet | |
| As we discussed the fate of the revolution | |
| Suddenly, CIA men dressed in bikinis | |
| Tried to stab us with fountain pens | |
| Fidel blew mustard gas from his cigar | |
| And immobalized the lot of them | |
| 19 tequilas later we had a deal | |
| Havana goes back to the mob | |
| And Fidel and I open a chain of Kentucky Fried Chicken shops | |
| Ain' t life sweet? I feel good | |
| I feel better than James Brown | |
| I feel better now | |
| I feel better than James Brown | |
| I feel better now, how do you feel? | |
| I feel better than James Brown | |
| I feel better now | |
| I feel better than James Brown | |
| I feel better now | |
| I feel better than James Brown | |
| I feel better now, how do you feel? |
| zuò cí : Was, Was | |
| When we were in love I pretended you didn' t exist | |
| That way I loved you more | |
| You suggested we get married and move into a house | |
| I suggested that we jump overboard | |
| And live underwater in the lost city of Atlantis | |
| Where mermaids sing | |
| And tuxedoed dolphins bring you breakfast | |
| One year later I was transfered to the moon | |
| Worse pay, better hours | |
| I was transfered to the moon | |
| Worse pay, better fellow workers | |
| I built our love out of blood | |
| I went to the dentist and told him " take out my heart" | |
| I feel better than James Brown | |
| I feel better now | |
| I feel better than James Brown | |
| I was attending Mardi Gras with Fidel Castro | |
| Buxom cross dressers threw fake gold coins at our feet | |
| As we discussed the fate of the revolution | |
| Suddenly, CIA men dressed in bikinis | |
| Tried to stab us with fountain pens | |
| Fidel blew mustard gas from his cigar | |
| And immobalized the lot of them | |
| 19 tequilas later we had a deal | |
| Havana goes back to the mob | |
| And Fidel and I open a chain of Kentucky Fried Chicken shops | |
| Ain' t life sweet? I feel good | |
| I feel better than James Brown | |
| I feel better now | |
| I feel better than James Brown | |
| I feel better now, how do you feel? | |
| I feel better than James Brown | |
| I feel better now | |
| I feel better than James Brown | |
| I feel better now | |
| I feel better than James Brown | |
| I feel better now, how do you feel? |